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An everyday fight.

Where jealousy and envy breed,
Where a woman’s soul is soft indeed,
That is where the townsfolk, Man and Woman, now reside,
That is where I have no where to hide,
 
This place is cramped and noisy,
Opinions more common that thoughts,
Somewhere quiet and cosy,
Is the danger of a woman’s touch,
 
To stay both free and young,
I can only stop for a while,
For you like I are among,
Those opinions, so out of style,
 
And we, outnumbered, still have style,
And class to wait a while,
Until our thoughts are formed and old,
To stay out out of their careless mold,

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